Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 187 - 97: Protagonist’s Entrance

("Congratulations to the new Hall Master, ’Zhe C??’")

This little chubby girl, sigh.

Every time I see her, she always startles me.

Imagining her frantically logging off must be really funny, which made Mu Fan feel not so bad anymore.

No good, my whole body hurts.

When he exited the game and the spectator mode ended, Lord Black returned to Mu Fan’s side.

"How’s the CICH system?"

"I can only say... it feels awesome," Mu Fan spoke honestly. This system gave him a feeling of continuous squeezing, which for his physique was the best kind of stimulation.

"This is just a copy of a system, and based on my analysis, I’d say the Federation’s CICH system is slightly behind the Yake Empire’s Super Machine System, with potentially greater side effects, and that Thunderhawk definitely has some unknown settings."

Mu Fan understood Black’s words, meaning that the CICH system was not as promising as he imagined it would be, the actual situation would be even harsher, and he guessed that the mecha’s special enhancement would require more from its pilot.

"Another round to experience it, or shall we meet that old Fighter?" Black offered two choices.

"No more, I’ll go to the 341 base after finishing up things tomorrow with the instructor."

"Okay, then go, by the way, want to hear some news?"

"Not listening..."

After saying that, Mu Fan’s figure disappeared from the PO Battle Net, leaving only Black’s echo: "You just earned another 60,000 Star Coins..."

Unfortunately, his host master had already missed hearing this sentence.

After placing the specially enhanced Light Computer helmet properly, Mu Fan laid down and fell into a deep sleep while staring at the ceiling.

...

The next day, Mu Fan was woken up by Fat Brother, and when he looked at the clock, it was almost ten o’clock!

This was the first time Mu Fan had slept in so deeply; it seemed his body had been quite exhausted these days.

Hm? My left arm doesn’t hurt anymore?

Without thinking, Mu Fan raised his arm and took a look.

The wound had healed to just a scar.

This was indeed good news!

"Mu Fan, get up, have some breakfast quickly and then change into formal wear."

"Okay."

Half an hour later, after forcing himself to only have a bowl of plain porridge, Mu Fan, dressed in fitted formal wear, walked into the corridor, determined to save his appetite for a lavish meal at noon.

Fat Brother was next to him, forcefully tucking his shirt into his trousers, complaining, "I thought I’d lose some weight with the exam this time, seems like I’ve gained two more pounds... even drinking water makes me fat!"

Mu Fan just grimaced; he had seen Fat Brother eat nine bowls of lean meat porridge and four eggs for breakfast alone.

"Alright, let’s go, Yellow Forest Peak Moon Banquet Hall on the twenty-eighth floor, my old man is already there," Fat Brother said after checking his Sky Communication device.

Mr. Wayne is already there?

Mu Fan nodded.

The two entered the high-speed floating stairs, and the attendant respectfully pressed the button for the twenty-eighth floor.

"My old man still doesn’t know you passed the exam, hahaha, let’s surprise him!" Fat Brother said to Mu Fan, squinting his eyes.

Mu Fan was speechless, thinking, Is it really good to prank your dad like this?

Ding-dong—the twenty-eighth floor arrived.

As the doors of the floating stairs opened, Mu Fan was truly blinded by the luxurious atmosphere that hit him.

The gold-embossed ceiling of the reception hall and the dozens of gold-inlaid ancient tree-shaped stone columns supporting the entrance of this grand hall immediately captured anyone with a deep sense of architectural beauty.

This reception hall alone was nearly as big as the hall in Fat Brother’s house.

It was hard to imagine the size inside.

"There’s my old man!"

Following the direction Fat Brother was pointing, Mu Fan saw a middle-aged man, who looked extraordinary while talking to someone. He was just saying goodbye with a smile.

It was indeed Mr. Wayne! He had already seen Harry, who was waving at him.

"Dad."

"Mr. Wayne."

"Yes." Walking over, he first nodded at Fat Brother and then smiled at Mu Fan, "Mu Fan, last time I asked Harry, he hadn’t found you. I didn’t get to ask, how did you score on your exam?"

"Thank you Mr. Wayne for your concern, I performed better than I expected."

"From the colleges in Blue Capital Star?"

"Yes!"

"That’s good, now that you and Harry will be close, try to look after each other as much as you can." Mr. Wayne still thought Mu Fan had only managed to get into one of the colleges on Blue Capital Star, he hadn’t considered Ding Chuan Academy, one of the Five Great Colleges.

For his own Fat Brother, he had spent almost half of his family’s fortune.

Seeing Fat Brother snickering on the side, Mr. Wayne glared, "Stop fooling around. This visit is to let you get an early exposure to the family business! Such an opportunity for you and Mu Fan to observe is rare! Take it seriously!"

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Sharp reprimand made Fat Brother’s face fall instantly.

Now, people had begun to trickle into the reception hall, and Mr. Wayne gestured for the two to follow, then said softly, "Today, this is a dinner meeting between Loki Heavy Industry and downstream suppliers. Fowen Consortium’s earlier efforts have finally allowed us to meet this threshold. During the meeting, Mu Fan, you and Harry should observe more and speak less, opportunities like this are rare."

Seeing Mr. Wayne’s serious look, Mu Fan nodded.

Attending such a banquet in place of a representative of the Fowen Consortium was already a significant honor for him.

After speaking, Mr. Wayne seemed to spot an old acquaintance, and with a big laugh, he walked towards a man who had just walked in and was holding a pipe. The man also made a gesture of embracing, as though they were old friends reunited after many years.

"Stop looking, that gesture definitely means he’s not an acquaintance. So frustrating, they didn’t give us a chance to speak." Harry sighed helplessly.

Dastardly plan, failed.

"So, shall we..."

"Let’s go, let’s go inside and see."

After walking through the long reception hall and under the bowing welcome of dozens of female attendants, a somewhat overwhelmed Mu Fan was pulled inside by Fat Brother.

Just yesterday I praised you as a Master of Flirting, and today you can’t hold yourself together in front of these girls in high-slit uniforms? Fat Brother really despises you.

A little warm in the nose?

Fat Brother, taking advantage of Mu Fan’s inattention, secretly pinched it, thankful that his temper wasn’t too fiery, leaving just a bit of a nosebleed.

The banquet hall, spanning thousands of square meters, adorned in brown and gold tones, featured circular, layered chandelier ceilings and luxurious hand-woven carpets. Elegant and grand wooden round tables were spaced every five meters.

Even at the edge of the hall was a small music platform, where a band now stood tuning their instruments.

"Goodness! You wouldn’t know unless you go out, our house compared to this is just a bird’s nest!" Fat Brother remarked with relish.

As the clock approached 11:00 AM, men and women in various high-end outfits began to arrive, and Mr. Wayne walked towards one corner of the hall with the pipe man, chatting and laughing.

The atmosphere began to warm up.

Soft music started playing, amidst the crowd exchanging greetings, a tall, smiling woman in a water-blue long gown that barely touched her ankles walked in. Her long hair, as if a waterfall, was tied at the back with two golden strands, her bright eyes constantly exchanging smiles with people around her. On her right arm, she escorted an elderly man, his hair speckled with white but still vigorous in spirit, as they quietly entered through the VIP entrance behind the main platform.

On the other side, three women were elegantly greeting several young noblemen. One of the women, with wavy hair and particularly strikingly beautiful, noticed BCHP,